I wanted to be surprised, to see something I couldn’t find with a few clicks. To experience a culture I knew nothing about. I travel to be a part of something unexpected, to see a completely new place, and fell in love with Havana Cuba.
On our first night we were overwhelmed with Havana, it looked like the world put a large glass bubble over the island in 1960 and there hasn’t been a fresh coat of paint since. In parts it looks like a city in the middle of a war; crumbling buildings, no street lights, impassible roads and dark alleyways.
But it’s safe, really safe; everyone makes a big point of telling you how safe it is. They take national pride in it; maybe they believe that outside of the Cuba’s island bubble people live in constant fear of crime and violence.
We stayed in the Centro Neighborhood not too far from the Melecon and only a block off the Aveneda Del Prado It’s rundown, busy and at first a little scary, but after 3 days (and every Cuban we talked to tell us how safe it is) we relaxed and enjoyed the rundown dark local Havana.
Most foreigners stay in the newly reconditioned Viejo neighborhood, yes that means old town, but in the past 10 years they have spent a lot of money bringing this area back to its glory days. Now old town looks very new....